154 Prometheus Ball

Jackson Detectives Agency

Levi and Marco sat in the slicked blond's office; Mrs. Whitehall stood by their table pouring them their afternoon tea when out of nowhere, the door swung open, causing the older woman to jump and spill some of the tea.

The three turned to look to the person at the door, Sam.

Levi scanned her immediately, recognizing the expression on her face. 

"Is there something wrong, Sam??" Marco asked, concern evident by his tone. While Levi raised a curious brow at the woman, her eyes were filled with excitement, and she couldn't help the silly grin spreading on her lips. She was ridiculously happy for some odd reason, Levi thought.

"Good afternoon!" Sam greeted cheerily, entering the room and bee-lining to the slicked blond. She handed him an envelope, which he inspected immediately.